User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Corsairs Of The High Seas/@comment-1222705-20101130034132

Gallil carries Crystal(who is still stunned)in and lays her down away from the other creatures then sits in the shadows and thinks to himself, "Wolves. NEver thought that I'd be friendly with one! Lock, he was friendly to Atsa and his pack when we ran into them again. Heh, a little to friendly, 'specialy with that one--" Gallil ducks a rum glass then shakes his head "Watch where yer throwin' that junk!"